she didn't live (this is a story poem that actually has many parts)

Her bag was from the nineties 
But her hair was from the eighties
Didn't seem she lived to have any more babies
Grocery store on the lake 
Laundry Matt on estate
She was lonely as they come 
Married to Maury on at eight 
Leave the lights on while she sleeps 
Cause the floor always creeks 
Keeps forgetting when she sleeps
It's the dog at her feet
Life as simple as it gets 
Cause she forgets how to live 
Most excitement in the day 
Was her make up on her face
Even if it was just to see the doc at her place. 
Even though she had a crush
It was never really enough 
To pursue a man so wonderful 
The fact he was respectable 
Only made her dream harder through
shoulda coulda wouldas to
Blank conversations 
Always leaving her hanging 
Wondering if he thought the same in the words that he was saying. 
When they talked he would smile 
When she thought all the while 
His time was taken by his work 
Hoping he wasn't at all a jerk. 
But little did she know 
How far this would really go. 
When he asked for her digits
For some routine test
But to her this meant the best 
Most wonderful and beautiful
Thing that she could ever get.
So she smiled when he called
Only man through it all
such a lovely candidate 
Possibilities for date 
But bad news was too late 
What started as a good day
Would soon enough be passed away 
With her hand on her heart
And her heart on her sleeve
A nervous tone in voice unlike when she rehearsed. 
But instead of a lovely deep voice 
The devil would answer
Sorry my love but you've been diagnosed with cancer.